Here's What You Guys Look Like, Etc (Part Two)

After some people got slightly miffed (or in reality, pointed out how much I'd gotten it wrong) when I posted pictures last Friday of how I imagine a lot of you in my head, I promised to re-submit those I'd been having some fun with, and a couple of others who gave me some additional pointers.

Hopefully this will be closer to the mark.


*** I SAY AGAIN: BY READING BEYOND THIS POINT YOU ARE AGREEING NOT TO GET OFFENDED BY WHAT FOLLOWS. I USED THE CLOSEST PHOTO I COULD FIND THAT REPRESENTED THE IDEA OF YOU I HAVE IN MY HEAD. THIS IDEA MAY NOT BE ACCURATE OR EVEN VERY CLOSE, BUT THERE ARE A LOT OF YOU SO MY MIND'S EYE HAS 'PACKAGED' YOU INTO DIFFERENT TYPES OF APPEARANCES. (WHY ARE SO MANY OF YOU GIRLS BRUNETTE IN MY HEAD?) DON'T BLAME (THE CONSCIOUS) ME. SOME OF WHAT FOLLOWS ARE DONE AS GAGS ANYWAY. PLEASE JUST TAKE IT ALL IN GOOD HUMOUR. AND THIS TIME, I MEAN IT (THERE WILL BE NO THIRD ATTEMPTS; AT LEAST NOT AT THIS TIME). ***


In no particular order:


Anna A Spades:




Tuppence:




Tuppence (left) and Anna A Spades (right) in happier times:




Cape Man:




Cotton:



Sherriff:




Logan: (Keep away from my Grannie, Logan.)




Melbourne Girl: (but imagine her with more hair - thicker in volume, etc)




Princess:




Sublime-ation:




Djali:




ChickyBabe:




Adam: (but imagine him younger)




Gav: (but imagine him older)




Gun Street Girl:




Susanne:




Scary As A Kitten:




Quirkie: (but imagine her less-animated)




Gregory Surlyboy: (all growed up)




Elaine:




Steph:




Gianluca Di Milano:




And to finish off, a little storyboard sequence, all about my good friends Adie & Noshie, who are travelling the world together (and according to the most recent - as I type this - comment on the original post, Noshie would never be able to get Adie to wear a pink shirt).

TABLEAUX - Scene 1

Here is Noshie 'going off' at Adie for refusing to wear a pink shirt:




TABLEAUX - Scene 2

Here are Adie & Noshie, perturbed about their future together ("I don't know how you expect me to love a man who won't wear a pink shirt for me." -- "But Noshie, it just doesn't go well with my skin tones!").

Things look pensive. Let's give them a minute alone, okay?




TABLEAUX - Scene 3

Ahh, good. Here they are again, travelling in New York, gazing happily into each other's eyes as they embrace. Clearly they made up. Let's not ask how.




FIN.




Everyone feel better now?




PS -

This is me, coming home from a night out with some mates, just helping out around the traps (I'm in pretty high demand, but I like to volunteer my time where it can be used the most effectively).





PPS -

That's not the number 'eleven' on the front of the helmet. The little stick that's meant to join the two together in the middle fell off as I was rescuing the twenty-third child (of the night) from a burning building. It's meant to be a capital 'H', which is short for my nickname, 'Hero'.


PPPS -

No, sorry - I don't do interviews.



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